My Miss

I lay here missing her
Wishing I was kissing her
There is no listing her
She falls in a different category
She's not just trying to matador me
No tricks, just hugs and smooches
Maybe one day kids and pooches
Damn, she's got me losing my edge
She's got me thinking w/ my heart, not my head
You must know, I wasn't always like this
But I guess, with the right miss,
Anything is possible
But with my miss
I can do the impossible